Tono: G
Introducción:
G
Can't even hang out with friends
Em
Wit out ya blowin up my phone
C
Why you all in my ear
G
Like where am I and when am I coming home
Em
Why you listening to your friends?
C
They dont wanna see us be.
G
Boy You better take it slow
Em
Or i'll be history
C
You've got to give me my space
G
So quick to calling my name
Em
Boy you better recognize
C
My love is one of a kind
G
You drive me up to the ceiling
Em
Boy there's no need for the screaming
C
you know that you are my world
G
But im sick and tired of the
Em
La La La La La La La La
G
That's all I hear you saying
C
La La La La La La La La Tired of the Complaining
Em
La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La
Dm
So why you up in my ear?
Am
So I went out to club
C7M
I just wanna have some fun
Dm
I guess someone told you
Am
I was with some other boy
C7M
Cause when I got back home
Dm
Put my foot through the door
Am
All the lights came on
C7M
Then came the LA La La La
Em
You've got to give me my space
(and you know the rest!)